Chapter 339
What lay beyond the open door was a device I had never seen before.
It was only natural I hadn’t seen it in the world I came from—but even in this world, I had never seen anything like it.
At the top of a small, spiral-shaped column, there was a disc resembling a compass, but it didn’t seem to actually be a compass. After all, it lacked the needle that should have pointed in a direction.
Vivid lights in a multitude of colors ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) circled the strange device as if forming a shape of their own.
From the open door, I could feel wind blowing.
No, actually, it probably wasn’t real wind. The hair of the girl standing in front of me wasn’t moving, and neither were the feathers still clinging to my body. The sensation of wind had likely just been something I felt.
My body was recovering.
The sensation I interpreted as “wind blowing” was, in truth, the feeling of my wounds healing, one by one.
From the point on my chest where the light had touched me, all the way to my back—rapidly.
Color returned to the feathers that had dulled, and the deep gashes between them vanished as if stitched shut, leaving no trace behind.
The rough tumors that had sprouted on my skin disappeared, and the pus that had oozed from neglected, festering sores stopped as each one was healed.
I had no idea what that device was.